Sad song-
She sings,
Well sung.
Her song
Was sad.
So soon
She stopped.
But quiet
Hurt more
Than words
Ever could.
Her mom
She cried.
She yelled.
She screamed.
But Melody
Tuned out
And kept
Not saying
A thing.
Her family
Gave up.
Felt she
Was a
Lost cause.
Her girlfriend
Thought otherwise,
She wanted
Her to
Carry on.
Brick by
Boring brick
The two
Glued back
The pieces
Of her
Elastic heart.
And soon,
She sung
Again, a
Happy song
This time.
Her once
Sad song
As thin
As air,
Was now
Bloated with
Renouncing joy.
She danced
Without
A care.
She sang.
She sang.
She sang.
To the Highest of heaven,
At the damnedest of hell.
She sang.
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Poetic Attempts
RandomI suck at poetry, but I've been told I'm very good at it. [Most likely depressing]
